The Birches
Oil on Board
W.W. Muir
(date unknown)
My father was a complicated man. A businessman,writer, newspaper editor, son of a very wealthy,
self-made man, and not ever truly wealthy himself.
He was an almost pro photographer and all of his
family owns beautiful prints, hand developed by
him in his darkroom of his fabulous black and white
images. But he was also a painter, and I now
realize he was a very good one. His paintings
are owned by people across our country, and
probably in England and the U.S. too because he
was prolific and gave his work away.
My brother, Andrew and I have long dreamed of
putting together a show of his photography,
but the other day it hit me that I could provide
a forum for his work right here on my blog.
I hope you enjoy his work as much as I do.
Have a seeing-your-father-in-a-new-light day.
2 comments:
it's a real pleasure to see these paintings by your father. They dont look like they come from a formal sort of fellow, they look fun and playful.
Hi Sally,
Well my father was incredibly formal.
But he definitely had a fun and playful side. I see this in his paintings for sure. Plus he was very funny -- a characteristic valued intensely by my siblings, and my children.
XOBarbara
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